Passing

PASSING

Life is like a card game,

And now have gained fame,

We are staying today,

But tomorrow leave our way,

Right now, open is the eye,

Tomorrow our souls rest in the sky,

Now we are standing on the floor,

Next second we pass through the door,

Tomorrow has its own secret,

On it never dream to place a bet,

The grave is not satisfied,

Each day keeping us dried,

Taking those we love,

Leaving our hearts in half,

Staying with full pain from the burn,

Dying inside slowly with the shot from the gun,

Today you are present,

Tomorrow you are absent,

Hello sister and brother,

Wish you can find one to fix to another,

We don’t know about tomorrow,

It may come full of sorrow,

Only what we can do is just praying,

That every tomorrow we remain staying.

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